Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

A Ripple Song - Poem by Rudyard Kipling

Once red ripple came to land
In the golden sunset burning--
Lapped against a maiden's hand,
By the ford returning.

Dainty foot and gentle breast--
Here, across, be glad and rest.
"Maiden, wait," the ripple saith;
"Wait awhile, for I am Death!"


"Where my lover calls I go--
Shame it were to treat him coldly--
'Twas a fish that circled so,
Turning over boldly."

Dainty foot and tender heart,
Wait the loaded ferry-raft.
"Wait, ah, wait!" the ripple saith;
"Maiden, wait, for I am Death!"


"When my lover calls I haste--
Dame Disdain was never wedded!"
Ripple-ripple round her waist,
Clear the current eddied.

Foolish heart and faithful hand,
Little feet that touched no land.
Far away the ripple sped,
Ripple-ripple running red!


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  • Rookie - 184 Points Brian Jani (4/28/2014 6:43:00 AM)

    You surely know how to wrote, I like each and every poem of yours (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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